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The golden eyes of one bandaged second moved slowly around the room that they were in. They, being, his older adopted brother and himself. He was surprised that Syrus had offered to keep an eye on him while the rest went shopping, seeing as he was supposed to meet his alleged girlfriend here.

His eyes finally stopped on a clock on the wall, and he heaved a long dusty sigh.

"Laaaaaaaate," he rasped out finally, fidding with the scarf that he had been wearing before they got here for something to do.

"You be pacient..." Syrus commented with a laugh. "It took us a bit to find this place as well, we were just here in the city much earlier than we needed to be..." He stopped and looked at the door as it opened. No, not her. He then looked back at Mummymon.

"And besides, you'll only have to suffer just a bit longer. Mom said she'd pick you up soon," he said with a smile and a nod.

"Truuuuuuuuuue" the mummy replied, with a somewhat dry chortle attatched, then looked at Syrus. "Scratch geeeeting better...almooost caaaan't seeee," he stated.

At once Syrus put his hand to his face. Mummz was right, he could barely feel where Kryie had latched on just a few weeks before. He was about to say something in reply, but the door opened again, and this time it was who he was waiting for.

He waved his hand high above his head to signal her over, a grand smile on his face.

Syrus smiled and inched over a bit, patting the part of the booth beside him. "Of course m'dear," he said with one of his goofy grins.

Mummymon tilted his head. Syrus had told him some time ago that Skye and Suzura had a few things in common, and now he could see why. They both could talk with their hands. He still got the whole thing confused, but he knew that she was talking. He wrapped his scarf around his face so that only his eyes would show. People got scared if he smiled at them. His mom said it was because people were afraid of things they aren't used to seeing, and he had a very...unique smile.

Mummz slumped down a little bit in fearful shyness as he was aknowledged, eyes merely peering at his brother and his significant other. He had to admit it, she was awefully pretty.

Syrus sighed. "I have two new siblings actually. One came from the skull printed vase that Suzura told us about last time, and Mummymon," he paused to give a small motion over to the extreamly tall surprise, who slumped down even more, "came from a vase I found." He then paused again, thinking.

"Well...Kyrie...the girl that came out of the other vase...she isn't a pirate, though she looks like one," he said, rubbing his cheek.

"Weeereewollllfffff..." Mummz said through his scarf, though he didn't know that Skye couldn't hear, and thus needed to see his mouth to understand what he was saying

"Muuuuuummmmmyyyymooooon" the mummy stated, wondering why she was having such a hard time with his name. It wasn't like it was all that difficult.

"Mumm-y-mon" Syrus said, going slower so that she could catch all the movements his mouth was making. "And I'll tell you what happened later today, ok? Honestly, I'd like to get something to eat first." His hand patted his stomach and he grined.

Mummz curled up in the corner made by his side of the booth and the wall, trying to make himself as invisible as possible. He felt like he was imposing.

Mummz looked at her hand for a moment, pondering what to do. Slowly he reached his long arm out and grasped her hand with his bandaged one.

"Niiiice meeeeeeeet..." he drawled out. "Juussst Mummmmz fiiiiiine" he said, scarf still on his face.

Syrus smiled gently. "Mummz, Skye can't hear. She won't be able to understand you unless you take off your scarf..."

Mummz eyes went wide, and then narrowed as he shook his head no violently and tugged the scarf tighter around himself.

Syrus gave a sigh, unsure of what to do to make his brother feel more comfortable. He then looked at Skye.

"No, you didn't...Mummymon is just...extremely self concious when he's out in public. He's accidently frightened away a few people whenever he trys to be friendly, so now he doesn't like to talk to people...or at least not let them see his mouth..." He shook his head.

"I've been trying to help him out, make him feel less frightened about people, but I haven't gotten too far with it yet..."

Mummymon waved his hand at Skye in an attempt to tell her it was fine before curling up tighter into the corner. Honestly, he just wanted to go home, but he had to wait for MizuMom to pick him up. Still, at least here he could hide somewhat, instead of moving from place to place like everyone else was doing right now.

A waitress finally swung by their table. Her hair looked slightly out of place, though she had an almost motherly look towards her.

"Sorry it took so long folks," she said with a small apologetic laugh. "Holidays make this place such a zoo, and I can only be at one place at once!" She looked at the table, and had to do a double take, as she thought Mummymon was an odd looking doll at first, before seeing that he was breathing. She set down menus and glasses of water.

"Ya'll just take a peek at those, and I'll be right back to take your order, m'kay darlins?" and with that she hustled over to another table with rude and impacient patrons.